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Chapter 36: Pillow Talk

작가: Valencia Robertson
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ANAIYAH

I stood before the pack member who accused me. Instead of becoming defensive, I calmly asked him what evidence he had that I manipulated Nikolai.

He stumbled.

His only evidence was that Nikolai listened to me now.

"Listening to someone wasn't the same as being controlled by them. If the only proof you have is that my mate respects my opinion, then perhaps the problem isn't me."

The hall went silent.

Nikolai stayed behind me, visibly proud but allowing me to handle it.

The pack member tr
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